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We can look up to the heavens
Watch stars fall from the sky
Feel the sun pour through the valley
Though the land is worn and dry, dry

Up and down this royal highway
And to my old adobe home

Now I'm holding to the stories (time won't fade away)
With the shadows growing tall (the lines around my face)
We go running through the changes (searching for the sound)
Of the songs we can't recall, recall

As I roam and I gather
All these treasures I've sown
Near the path of my Father's
To my California home

As I roam and I gather (before she disappears)
All these treasures I've sown (among these souvenirs)
Near the path of my Father's (before she disappears)
To my California home"